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Aixmtram  lainson 


c_y4n  address  delivered  by" 
Rev.  O.  P.  GIFFORD,  D.D. 
on  the  occasion  of  the 

Judson  Centennial 

Celebration 

in  Tremont  Temple 
Boston,  Mass.,  June  24,  1914 


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THE  name  of  a  babe  is  sometimes  a  prophecy 
fulfilled  by  the  character  of  the  man.  Isaac 
called  his  second-born  Jacob,  supplanter. 
He  supplanted  Esau  twice.  Mary  named  her 
babe  Jesus,  Saviour.  He  saved  his  people  from 
their  sins.  In  ancient  Israel  Abda  named  his 
son  Adoniram,  “  the  lord  of  exaltation.”  Solo¬ 
mon  sent  a  levy  of  thirty  thousand  men  to 
Lebanon  to  cut  timber  for  his  building.  Adoni¬ 
ram  was  over  the  levy.  A  man  who  can  manage 
thirty  thousand  laborers  for  months  without 
a  strike  may  well  be  called  “  the  lord  of  ex¬ 
altation.”  Rehoboam  succeeded  Solomon  and 
sent  Adoniram  to  collect  tribute.  The  people 
stoned  him  to  death.  Thus  he  gave  his  life  in 
service  and  sacrifice  to  his  king.  In  Malden, 
Massachusetts,  in  the  Congregational  parson¬ 
age,  a  babe  was  born  and  named  Adoniram  — 
“  the  lord  of  exaltation.”  He  gave  his  life  in 
service  and  sacrifice  to  a  greater  than  Solomon 
and  to  the  building  of  a  kingdom  that  has  no 
frontier. 


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Heredity  and  environment  have  much  to 
do  with  shaping  character.  The  web  of  life 
is  spun  of  threads  woven  by  heredity  and  en¬ 
vironment.  Adoniram’s  father  was  a  stern 
disciplinarian  of  the  Puritan  type.  His  mother 
was  one  of  the  finest  products  of  New  England 
home  life.  Strength  and  beauty  were  the  two 
pillars  in  Adoniram’s  temple. 

The  traveler  in  London  seeks  St.  Paul’s 
Cathedral,  an  island  of  silence  in  a  sea  of  sound. 
Tired  of  the  strife  of  tongues,  he  finds  rest 
under  the  shadow  of  the  Eternal  Presence  in 
the  great  cathedral.  The  massive  walls  and 
springing  dome  shelter  the  bodies  of  men  who 
helped  to  make  England  great.  Nelson  made 
her  mistress  of  the  seas.  Wellington  broke  the 
spell  of  Napoleon  and  freed  Europe  from  the 
power  of  France.  Greater  than  either  Nelson 
or  Wellington  is  Sir  Christopher  Wren,  who 
rebuilt  St.  Paul’s  and  the  city  of  London  after 
the  great  fire.  In  greater  London  are  sixty 
parish  churches  planned  by  the  great  architect. 
On  the  wall  of  St.  Paul’s  is  a  memorial  tablet 
to  the  memory  of  Sir  Christopher  Wren,  “  If 
you  would  behold  my  monument,  look  about 
you,”  —  on  the  beauty  of  the  cathedral;  on 
the  city,  the  capital  of  an  empire;  on  the  sixty 
parish  churches  nourishing  the  soul  of  the 


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city,  and  on  the  score  of  churches  in  the  Ameri¬ 
can  Republic  built  after  the  model  of  the  parish 
church. 

In  the  city  of  Malden,  Massachusetts,  is  a 
noble  meeting-house.  On  one  of  the  walls  is 
a  tablet: 

IN  MEMORIAM. 

REV.  ADONIRAM  JUDSON 
BORN  AUGUST  9,  1 788. 

DIED  APRIL  12,  1850. 

MALDEN,  HIS  BIRTHPLACE 
THE  OCEAN,  HIS  SEPULCHRE 
CONVERTED  BURMANS, 

THE  BURMAN  BIBLE,  HIS  MONUMENT. 

HIS  RECORD  IS  ON  HIGH. 

At  three  years  of  age,  Judson,  taught  to  read 
by  his  mother,  read  a  chapter  in  the  Bible  to 
his  father.  At  four  years  of  age  he  gathered 
the  neighboring  children  and  preached  to  them. 
At  seven  years  of  age  he  studied  and  settled 
the  question  of  the  motion  of  the  earth  and 
sun.  At  sixteen  years  of  age  he  entered  Provi¬ 
dence  College,  now  Brown  University,  a  year 
in  advance.  He  was  graduated  three  years 
later  as  valedictorian. 


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There  are  mental  maladies,  as  well  as  physi¬ 
cal  diseases.  Young  men  have  mental  mumps, 
“  swelled  head.”  In  college  Judson  became  a 
French  infidel.  Our  fathers  imported  their 
political  principles  from  France;  the  same 
ships  brought  over  French  infidelity.  Few 
college  students  in  those  early  days  were  Chris¬ 
tians.  Judson  was  led  into  the  field  of  religious 
speculation  by  one  of  the  most  brilliant  students 
in  college.  Reaching  home  he  revealed  his 
spiritual  vacuum.  His  father  reasoned  with 
him,  his  mother  wept  and  prayed,  in  vain,  for 
what  is  unreasonable  cannot  be  reasoned  away; 
what  is  not  of  the  heart  cannot  be  wept  away. 
Germ  diseases  have  their  run, — if  the  man  is 
in  good  health,  he  conquers;  if  in  poor  health, 
they  conquer.  Much  depends  upon  mental 
fiber  whether  a  man  is  conquered  by  or  conquers 
infidelity.  Following  his  graduation  Judson 
taught  school  a  year  and  wrote  text  books. 
His  father  was  a  wise  man  and  sent  him  on  a 
year  of  travel,  hoping  that  meeting  men  would 
brush  away  the  webs  woven  by  speculation. 
Infidelity  comes  of  overmuch  thinking  and  too 
little  action.  Real  life  destroys  unbelief  as  the 
sun  burns  off  mists.  Infidelity  is  born  of  books; 
religion  is  the  life  of  God  in  the  soul  of  man. 
There  are  inventors  of  religion  as  of  machinery. 
The  patent  office  is  crowded  with  inventions 


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that  do  not  work,  and  the  test  of  reality  proves 
the  worthlessness  of  many  inventions  and  more 
speculations.  During  his  year  of  wandering, 
Judson  joined  a  strolling  band  of  actors  and 
with  them  cheated  the  landlord  of  his  just 
dues  again  and  again  —  practical  infidelity. 
If  a  man  does  not  believe  in  God,  why  should 
he  treat  men  honestly?  (He  afterward  retraced 
his  steps  and  paid  the  bills.)  On  his  return 
trip  he  was  a  guest  in  a  wayside  inn.  A  dying 
man  was  in  the  next  room.  The  groans  of  the 
sufferer,  the  noises  made  by  the  nurse,  made 
sleep  impossible.  He  began  to  think,  “  Sup¬ 
pose  I  were  the  dying  man;  am  I  ready?  Sup¬ 
pose  the  dying  man  were  my  friend  the  infidel, 
is  he  ready?”  The  noises  stopped;  silence 
fell  upon  the  house.  In  the  morning  the  land¬ 
lord  told  him  that  the  man  was  dead.  “  Do 

you  know  who  he  was?  ”  “  Yes;  Mr. - , 

the  most  brilliant  student  ever  graduated  from 
Providence  College.”  Two  words  flashed 
through  Judson’s  mind.  “Dead!  Lost!”  Turn¬ 
ing  his  face  toward  home  he  entered  Andover 
Seminary  as  a  special  student.  He  was  not  a 
Christian,  but  a  seeker  for  the  truth.  In  the 
Gulf  Stream  of  seminary  life  the  iceberg  of  his 
infidelity  melted.  Unbelief  in  phrases  could 
not  withstand  the  power  of  religion  in  life.  A 
sermon  by  Rev.  Claudius  Buchanan  turned 


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his  mind  toward  the  mission  field  and  with 
five  other  young  men  he  pledged  his  life  to  the 
foreign  field. 

There  was  then  no  foreign  missionary  or¬ 
ganization  in  the  young  republic.  The  states 
were  a  mission  field,  not  a  missionary  force. 
Four  of  the  young  men  formulated  a  petition 
and  signed  it,  pleading  with  the  churches  to 
organize  a  foreign  missionary  board  and  send 
them  to  the  foreign  land.  Young  men,  who 
have  a  long  lease  of  life,  are  short  on  patience. 
Older  men,  with  a  short  lease  of  life,  are  long 
on  patience.  We  pay  years  and  acquire  patience. 
These  elderly  men  advised  the  young  men 
to  wait,  and  they  would  do  the  best  they  could. 
But  Judson  grew  impatient  and  took  an  Eng¬ 
lish  ship  for  London  that  he  might  interest  the 

English  Christians  in  the  missionary  move- 

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ment.  There  was  a  war  on  between  France 
and  England.  The  ship  bearing  the  young 
missionary  was  seized  by  a  French  privateer 
and  he  was  thrust  into  the  hold  with  the  com¬ 
mon  sailors.  Seasickness  is  the  mother  of 
pessimism.  During  the  seminary  course,  Jud¬ 
son  had  received  an  invitation  to  become  a 
tutor  in  English  literature  in  Providence  Col¬ 
lege  and  also  a  call  to  be  the  associate  pastor  of 
Dr.  Griffin  in  Park  Street  Church,  Boston.  In  the 


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hold  of  the  ship,  a  prisoner  with  the  common 
sailors,  sick  unto  death,  he  began  to  question 
the  wisdom  of  his  choice.  To  save  himself 
from  insanity,  he  began  to  translate  the  He¬ 
brew  Scriptures  into  Latin.  The  ship  surgeon, 
finding  the  book,  asked  for  the  owner.  They 
conversed  in  Latin  and  Judson  was  moved  to 
the  officers’  quarters.  Landing  in  Bayonne, 
France,  he  marched  through  the  street  toward 
the  prison,  in  company  with  the  common  sailors. 
He  lifted  up  his  voice  in  the  little  French  he 
knew,  to  attract  attention.  The  people  laughed 
at  him.  He  then  tried  English  by  way  of 
attracting  attention.  A  gentleman  from 
America  stepped  up  to  him  and  warned  him: 
“  Be  quiet,  or  you  will  get  into  trouble.”  Jud¬ 
son  replied,  “  I  have  accomplished  my  pur¬ 
pose,  I  will  now  be  quiet.”  He  told  his  story. 
The  American  made  him  a  visit,  secured  his 
release  from  prison,  got  him  a  pass  from  Napo¬ 
leon  to  London,  and  Judson  crossed  over  to 
England.  There  was  trouble  then  between 
England  and  the  United  States,  and  the  Eng¬ 
lish  Christians  did  not  care  to  assume  the  sup¬ 
port  of  the  American  missionaries.  Judson 
took  ship  for  America.  There  he  found  that 
the  Congregational  Church  had  organized  their 
foreign  missionary  work.  Four  of  the  young 
men  were  ordained  to  the  foreign  field.  Judson 


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and  Newell  were  married  and  set  sail  from 
Salem  on  the  Caravan  for  India.  Luther  Rice 
sailed  from  Philadelphia.  England  had  closed 
all  American  ports  and  under  special  permit 
the  vessels  were  allowed  to  sail  on  condition 
that  they  would  not  salute  any  ship  on  the 
high  seas. 

“  New  occasions  teach  new  duties. 

Time  makes  ancient  good  uncouth; 

They  must  upward  still  and  onward, 

Who  would  keep  abreast  of  truth; 

Lo !  before  us  gleam  her  camp  fires, 

We  ourselves  must  pilgrims  be, 

Nor  attempt  the  future’s  portals 
With  the  past’s  blood  rusted  key.” 

Judson  was  facing  a  new  problem.  In  a 
Christian  country  the  children  of  Christian 
parents  were  baptized,  but  he  was  facing  the 
heathen  world.  Could  he  baptize  the  children 
of  heathen  parents?  Should  he  baptize  the 
heathen  parents  when  they  became  Christians 
by  sprinkling  or  immersion?  What  was  the 
primitive  form?  The  early  Church  baptized 
adults  on  confession  of  faith.  Seventeen  weeks 
on  his  way  from  America  to  India  he  studied 
the  question  and  made  up  his  mind  that  he 
must  become  a  Baptist.  He  conferred  with 
his  wife  and,  with  a.  woman’s  conservatism, 


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she  refused  to  go  with  him.  He  might  become 
a  Baptist;  she  never  would.  They  reached 
Calcutta  to  find  a  number  of  books  in  the 
library  discussing  the  question  on  both  sides. 
They  read  the  books  carefully  and  soon  after 
their  arrival  both  applied  for  membership  in  the 
Baptist  church. 

Luther  Rice,  sailing  from  Philadelphia,  faced 
the  same  problem.  He  applied  for  member¬ 
ship  in  the  Baptist  church.  They  were  thou¬ 
sands  of  miles  from  home,  separated  from  the 
churches  of  which  they  were  members,  cut 
off  from  the  source  of  supplies,  without  an  or¬ 
ganization  guaranteeing  support.  Accordingly 
Rice  took  ship  and  returned  to  America  to 
arouse  the  Baptist  churches  and  organize  “  The 
General  Missionary  Convention  of  the  Baptist 
Denomination  in  the  United  States  of  Amer¬ 
ica  for  Foreign  Missions,”  which  is  today 
known  as  the  American  Baptist  Foreign  Mission 
Society. 

The  country  of  the  Indias  was  under  the 
control  of  the  British  East  India  Company, 
a  corporation  organized  for  .revenue  only. 
They  said,  “  The  Indians  have  religions  enough 
of  their  own.  They  do  not  need  Christianity, 
and  we  do  not  need  American  missionaries,” 


and  bade  the  American  missionaries  take  their 
return  ship  for  home.  Judson  and  his  wife 
drifted  around  for  many  months.  Luther 
Rice  returned  with  the  pledged  support  of  the 
Baptist  churches,  and  the  new  mission  struck 
root  in  Rangoon.  You  cannot  teach  eight 
million  people  English.  One  man  can  learn  a 
foreign  language.  Judson  bent  his  energies 
to  the  mastery  of  the  Burmese  language.  He 
spent  seven  years  before  he  baptized  the  first 
convert,  and  translated  the  Burmese  Bible, 
so  that  he  could  teach  it  to  the  people.  It 
took  long  years  to  drive  a  tunnel  through  the 
Hoosac  Mountains.  It  took  seven  years  to 
tunnel  the  Burmese  language,  but  once  the 
work  is  done,  a  precious  freight  of  truth  can 
be  shipped  through. 

War  sprang  up  between  Burma  and  England. 
The  Burmese  king  could  not  distinguish  be¬ 
tween  the  Americans  and  the  English.  They 
were  of  the  same  color,  spoke  the  same  lan¬ 
guage,  worshiped  the  same  God.  The  Ameri¬ 
can  missionary  drew  his  money  from  the  Eng¬ 
lish  bank.  The  king  reasoned  that  he  was  an 
English  spy.  He  was  seized  and  cast  into  prison. 
For  nine  months  he  wore  three  pairs  of  fetters. 
It  might  be  well  for  men  who  believe  in  the 
dignity  of  human  nature  and  the  divinity  of 


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man,  to  take  a  course  in  a  heathen  prison 
where  human  nature,  untouched  by  the  light 
of  revelation,  expresses  itself  in  terms  of  prison 
life.  American  prisons  feed  the  prisoners. 
Heathen  prisons  do  not.  If  a  man  is  poor,  he 
may  starve.  If  he  has  rich  friends,  they  may 
buy  the  privilege  of  feeding  him.  Heathen 
prisons  are  unspeakably  filthy.  Heathenism 
knows  not  the  alphabet  of  sanitation.  The 
prison  keepers  are  unspeakably  cruel.  Jud- 
son  was  as  dainty  as  a  woman  in  the  care  of 
his  person.  He  was  thrown  into  a  prison  whose 
floors  were  covered  with  filth,  a  fellow  prisoner 
with  groups  of  Burmese  heathen  whose  minds 
were  as  filthy  as  the  soil  they  trod  on.  Some 
one  had  given  the  king  of  Burma  a  lion.  When 
he  learned  that  the  English  had  a  lion  on  their 
flag,  he  had  the  lion  moved  to  the  prison  and 
starved,  surrounded  by  the  prisoners. 

Mrs.  Judson  begged  the  use  of  the  empty 
cage  for  her  husband’s  room.  The  noble 
woman  visited  him  day  after  day  and  week 
after  week,  bringing  him  clean  clothes  and 
needed  food.  She  was  absent  from  the  prison 
some  weeks  and  returned  bearing  a  babe  in 
her  arms. 

As  the  English  soldiers  pressed  more  and 
more  closely  on  Ava,  the  capital,  the  king  moved 


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the  prisoners  from  Ava  to  Aungbinle.  Judson 
wrote  the  story  of  the  travel  in  blood  on  the 
white  manuscript  of  the  Burmese  road.  The 
servant  of  a  fellow  prisoner  tore  his  turban 
from  his  head  and  gave  half  to  his  master  and 
half  to  Judson  and  bandaged  their  feet.  Reach¬ 
ing  Aungbinle,  they  were  thrown  into  a  more 
cruel  prison  and  five  pairs  of  fetters  put  on  the 
missionary’s  ankles,  a  long  rod  thrust  between 
the  manacled  legs,  and  he  was  suspended  for 
hours  until  his  shoulders  only  touched  the  soil. 
His  wife  followed  him  and  ministered  to  him. 
Her  sufferings  had  dried  the  springs  of  food, 
and  the  missionary,  with  manacled  ankles, 
carried  the  starving  child  from  Burmese  woman 
to  Burmese  woman  begging  her  to  feed  and 
thus  save  the  life  of  his  babe. 

The  English  were  successful,  conquered  the 
Burmese  king  and  made  it  a  condition  of  peace 
that  all  prisoners  should  be  released,  and  Jud¬ 
son  became  the  translator  of  the  new  treaty. 
The  government  offered  him  $3,000  a  year 
to  serve  as  an  English  officer.  He  refused  the 
offer  and  returned  to  his  missionary  work.  His 
wife’s  health  failed.  She  died  and  he  buried 
the  body  under  a  hopia  tree.  The  babe  soon 
followed  the  mother  and  the  body  was  buried 
beside  her.  He  returned  to  his  work  of  trans- 


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lation  and  teaching,  living  in  an  attic  over  the 
recitation  room. 

Some  years  later,  he  married  the  widow  of 
George  Dana  Boardman.  The  work  was  car¬ 
ried  on  for  many  years.  Her  health  failing,  he 
started  for  America  with  his  wife  and  growing 
family.  She  died  on  the  journey  and  was  buried 
at  St.  Helena.  He  resumed  his  voyage  with 
his  children  and  reached  home  at  the  end  of 
thirty-two  years’  absence,  a  broken  man,  his 
voice  a  whisper.  But  the  Christians  of  America 
greeted  him  as  the  tide  answers  to  the  call  of 
the  moon.  He  went  from  church  to  church, 
missions  his  message.  Dr.  Wayland  and  Dr. 
Kendrick  stood  by  his  side  and  repeated  the 
message. 

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After  recovering  his  health  and  strength, 
he  married  Miss  Emily  Chubbuck,  June  2, 
1846,  and  started  for  his  field.  One  hundred 
and  thirty-nine  days  from  Boston,  he  sighted 
the  mountains  of  Burma  again.  After  eighteen 
months  he  took  up  the  task  to  which  he  had 
dedicated  his  life.  The  work  at  Moulmein  wel¬ 
comed  him,  but  he  longed  for  Rangoon.  Within 
a  year  they  sailed  for  and  settled  in  Rangoon, 
leaving  their  treasures  in  the  house  in  Moul¬ 
mein.  Fire  destroyed  the  house  and  contents. 


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He  wrote  to  a  fellow  missionary,  “  The  Lord 
gave  and  the  Lord  hath  taken  away;  blessed 
be  the  name  of  the  Lord.”  The  new  Burman 
king  was  a  bigoted  Buddhist  and  blocked  the 
work  in  every  possible  way.  The  English  flag 
no  longer  protected  them.  Mission  work  was 
carried  on  in  secret.  Mr.  Judson  toiled  on 
with  his  dictionary  and  met  a  few  converts  and 
inquirers  in  secret.  Ten  Burmans,  one  Karen, 
and  two  Americans  gathered  at  the  Lord’s 
Supper.  Eleven  disciples  and  four  inquirers 
met  him  in  secret.  In  1813  he  entered  Ran¬ 
goon  and  in  1847  he  re-entered  Rangoon  and 
taught  eleven  disciples.  His  great  work  was 
translation  and  making  the  dictionary.  Hunted 
like  a  wild  beast,  watched  by  the  government, 
plotted  against  by  Catholic  priests,  he  was  at 
last  driven  back  to  Moulmein.  He  toiled  like 
a  galley  slave  at  his  task  of  translation.  No¬ 
vember,  1849,  he  caught  a  severe  cold,  followed 
by  dysentery  and  a  congestive  fever.  A  sea 
voyage  was  the  last  resort.  Within  a  week 
of  the  time  he  bade  his  wife  farewell  he  died 
after  intense  agony  and  his  body  was  com¬ 
mitted  to  the  deep.  Three  weeks  after  the  part¬ 
ing  the  second  child  was  born;  the  day  of  his 
birth  was  the  day  of  his  father’s  death.  Ten  days 
after  the  burial  of  the  father  the  son  sought 
him  in  the  land  of  life. 


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Four  choices  were  possible  for  Adoniram  Jud- 
son.  He  might  have  remained  an  infidel,  lived 
and  died  a  strolling  actor.  When  the  last  cur¬ 
tain  fell  and  the  lights  were  cut  off,  no  one 
would  have  honored  him.  He  might  have  re¬ 
turned  to  Providence  College,  become  a  tutor, 
a  professor,  or  possibly,  with  his  splendid 
powers,  the  president  of  the  college.  He  might 
have  spent  his  years  setting  the  veneer  of 
culture  on  the  coarser  grain  of  student  life. 
His  life  work  ended,  death  would  have  been 
followed  by  a  quiet  funeral,  a  white  slab,  and 
forgetfulness.  He  might  have  become  asso¬ 
ciate  pastor  of  the  leading  church  of  Boston 
and,  in  time,  full  pastor.  He  might  have  given 
his  years  to  the  local  church,  doing  a  needed 
but  a  narrow  work.  At  the  end  of  life  he  would 
have  been  buried  on  the  edge  of  Boston,  with 
a  polished  shaft,  a  month  of  memory,  and 
forgetfulness.  He  stood  on  the  firing  line  for 
thirty-two  years.  He  has  become  a  world 
power.  The  eyes  of  Christendom  are  turned 
toward  the  restless  sea  that  covers  the  quiet 
body,  and  the  heart  of  Christendom  honors 
the  man  who  counted  not  his  life  dear  to  him¬ 
self  but  gave  his  powers  to  his  King.  The 
sea  has  his  body  in  trust.  Christ  has  his  spirit. 
We  have  the  inspiration  of  his  life.  Another 
generation  in  Burma  waits  for  the  gospel; 


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another  generation  in  America  is  responsible 
for  giving  the  gospel.  We  can  trust  the  sea 
to  guard  her  treasure,  we  can  trust  the  Christ 
to  guard  his  spirit;  can  the  Christ  trust  us  to 
do  our  duty  as  Judson  did  his  and  honor  his 
memory  by  carrying  on  his  work  and  doing 
Christ’s  will? 


'  of  the  . .. 

Baptist  General  Convention 
<  in  the  .United  Stales,  to  the 
'  BORMAN  EMPIRE. 

.  She  wis  Bora  at. Bradford,  : 
in  the  State  of 

Massachusetts  North  America.:  ' 

■  V,  'Dec,  22,1789. 
Shiiarrived  Kith  her  husband 
'  Rangoon, in  July,  1613:.  ■ 
And  there  Commenced  those 
MISSIONARY  TOILS 
which  she  sustained  with  such  i 
,  -Christian  Fortitude, Decision 
a  nd  Persey  eranc  e,  a  mid  scene  s 
yf  :%yil  C'umMotiuu  'ah^piSrsonal 
Affliction, as  won  for  her 
Universal  Bespect  and  Affection. 
-  ,‘Sne! Died  at  Amherst, Oct. 24. 


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The  illustration  on  the  opposite  page 
shows  the  new  monument  to  be  placed 
at  the  grave  of  Ann  Hasseltine  Judson. 
It  was  recently  sent  to  Burma  and  will 
replace  the  older  stone  now  worn  and 
crumbled  by  the  action  of  eighty-four 
years  of  weather. 


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Zf'OR  additional  literature  or  any  other 
^  information  regarding  the  work  of 
the  American  Baptist  Foreign  Mission 
Society ,  write  to  any  of  the  following:  — 

1.  The  nearest  District  Secretary. 

2.  Department  of  Missionary  Edu¬ 
cation,  23  East  26th  Street,  New  York 
City. 


j.  Literature  Department,  Box  41, 
Boston,  Mass. 


1054-5-20-14-10M 


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